illusionist

Maybe it's just bad luck or perhaps it's something more than that. Might be a premonition instigating something more. Or maybe none at all.

In any case, it actually took me about two seconds to realise that it was a dream and didn't take place in reality last night. The dream involved me going down to the dining hall to refill my bottle with water when I passed the girl dutifully studying more than usual. In reality, the guy wasn't there. But in my dream he was. I hadn't realised it yet but maybe there was a pang of jealousy beckoning to me at the back of my mind when I saw him with the girl.

My luck couldn't possibly get any better or worse than this when you dream about the same guy for the fourth time in five dreams.

Fifth time will be the charmed one going off her rockers.

Good day and good night.

cheesy cracks

Deviating from the usual blogging routine on the other blog, this is just a dream I had last night or maybe two nights ago which is beyond my simple intellect and comprehension. It could be partly due to the stress and cramming precepitating from studying for finals and yet I'm here right now in the middle of it all blogging about some insignificant dream I recalled from last night.

Alright the gist of it had me serving cheese and crackers to a bunch of guys whom I incidentally know but don't understand the relation to why I actually dreamt of them. It was like my brain automatically randomly picked out some guys from deep within my mind and 'pop' there they are.

Why not him is what I want to know?